I lost Traveller Feb 27, 2010. She was three days short of her 11th birthday. The pain subsides somewhat, and now I smile when I think of her. She absolutely HATED a goose, and would sit in the blind and growl until I would shoot the bird and she could go get it. Her first retrieve was made at 10 months of age, and great blind retrieve on my first ever duck. On a dove field, she was the worst critic of my shooting. I swear that dog would turn and look at me like I was the biggest moron on the earth for missing a simple pass shot at 20yds. Every night she slept between my legs. She went to baseballs games with me to watch my son, she met me at the door every day when I got home from work. I still remember the day I picked her up and all of the joys and hardships we shared together. That was 12+ years ago, but the memories are as strong as ever.